My master is not good

Chapter 134 You have a heart, but you are afraid of paying for it!
Thinking of the urgency of the situation, Cheng Xinyan smiled back and thanked her in advance: "That's it, I would like to thank you, young master. I am grateful, but the situation is urgent now, and the people behind me are seriously injured. I'm afraid that if I don't make it to the capital... please The young master and the little brother behind us should separate us first? I am a doctor, so I can save him!"

The tip of her nose was sour, Cheng Xinyan said to herself, her nasal voice was a bit thick, and she was afraid that the emotion in her heart would harass her again.

The man didn't speak, but took a deep look at her, and a trace of emotion she couldn't understand flashed across his eyes, and the flash was too fast, and he suddenly raised his foot and walked towards her.

Feeling that he seemed to have tapped acupuncture points for the person behind her, the arms that restrained her body were loosened, and Cheng Xinyan took this opportunity to leave his embrace.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand and took out the silver needle and medicine bottle from the medicine bag he carried with him. His hand trembled slightly, but his face was calm.

She skillfully took out all the medicines, scalpels and other things in the bag. Undoubtedly, she carried these things with her.

Only then did he raise his eyes to see the man in the fiery red suit...

Di Yanyi's complexion turned blue, his lips turned purple, and his red clothes were blood-stained very coquettishly, especially in the abdomen, where a huge blood rose bloomed, supporting a kind of coquettish beauty...

Biting her lip, without any further hesitation, she went to undo his clothes with trembling hands, her arms tightened, Cheng Xinyan frowned slightly, and turned to look at the man.

Qian Simin bent over and grabbed her arm with one hand, the hair behind her slipped to the front.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were flickering, and he said slowly: "The most taboo thing for a medical practitioner is restlessness, especially at such a time! The girl is so panicked, this young master's life..." No Go on, the implication is clear.

If the heart is not calm, I am afraid that I will not be able to do my best, and the patient is worried!
Cheng Xinyan lowered her head, took a deep breath, and suddenly raised her head and smiled at him: "Thank you for reminding me, sir, I understand."

Qian Simin's eyes were in a daze, and he let go of his hand. When Cheng Xinyan turned around and untied Di Yanyi's clothes, she smiled and stood aside again without saying a word.

The young man pursed his lips, stood a few meters away, glanced at the three of them, and said nothing.

Waiting for the woman's healing.

A shocking wound was exposed in front of the three of them. The wound was as deep as the bone. From the appearance, it looked like a tiger or beast's scratch. The force was so deep that it almost grabbed the flesh from his waist.

Cheng Xinyan clenched her fists, her eyes were reddish, she was not able to notice that he was hurt so badly?
Thinking of his pale face and the blood on the ground when he was in Fuyue Tower, he just wanted to slap himself.

What kind of miracle doctor, what kind of genius, a patient can't see it, so what kind of doctor is she?
Cheng Xinyan felt uneasy, took the silver needle, and suddenly a man's voice came from above her head: "You have been injured so badly, and you can still protect you like this in a coma, it shows that to him, the girl is the most important thing to him... "He said lightly, with no emotion in his voice.

Cheng Xinyan snapped her fingers, smiled wryly, did not answer his words, raised her hand to give Di Yanyi the needle...

Without advanced medical skills, in ancient times, only these were the first aid, and the wound, although the age cannot be seen, but it can be known, it has been a long time...

Although the wound stopped bleeding and was bandaged, Di Yanyi was unconscious and his pulse was very chaotic, just like a practitioner who suddenly interrupted his power, causing damage to his heart...

The process in between is self-evident, isn't it just to rescue her who is caught in the fire? ...

It's nothing more than a process of entanglement, red eyes, and panic in the heart. It all stems from, I am not her, she is not me, she is me, and I am her...

Destined to be a divided emotion, which brought about a messy process, Cheng Xinyan unconsciously raised her hand to help Di Yanyi's pale face...

(End of this chapter)